Fountain of Water
O-n twenty-first January,
S-aturday greets the blue lane;
C-oal clouds have vanished,
A-s well as the cold
R-ain.
S-ent graces from above
U-se the river near the plateau;
L-et not the blessings run dry
I-n the fountain of water
T-oo.
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